Evening Mood painting

Evening Mood painting
Charity painting
Christ In The Storm On The Sea Of Galilee
Dance Me to the End of Love
embarrassed and nervous as he translated. "He said. 'What message?' " Threepio's attention turned half angrily to his companion. "What message?You know what message! The one you just played a fragment of for us. The oneyou're hauling around inside tour recalcitrant, rust-ridden innards, you stubborn bunkof junk!" Artoo sat and hummed softly to himself. "I'm sorry, sir," Threepio said slowly, "but he shows signs of having developedan alarming flutter in his obedience-rational module. Perhaps if we—" a voice from down a corridor interrupted him. "Luke…oh, Luke—come todinner!" Luke hesitated, then rose and turned away from the puzzling little 'droid."Okay," he called, "I'm coming. Aunt Beru!" He lowered his voice as he spoke toThreepio. "See what you can do with him. I'll be back soon." Tossing the just-removed restraining bolt on the workbench, he hurried from the chamber, As soon as the human was gone, Threepio whirled on his shorter companion."You'd better consider playing that whole recording for him," he growled, withsuggestive nod toward a workbench laden with dismembered machine parts."Otherwise he's liable to take up that cleaning pick again and go digging for it. Hemight not be too careful what he cuts through if he believes you're deliberatelywithholding something from him." A plaintive beep came from Artoo.